Once sunlight hits we are on the road again. My knee still kind of hurts, but not as bad as the other days. We pass a group of walkers, which fly by. I'm just glad that my parents aren't one of those. The car slows to a stop.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Out of gas." Says Patrick smacking the steering wheel with frustration.
"I guess we will have to walk from here, or find another car." Says Katie.
"Where are we even going?" I ask.
"I have no idea." Says Patrick.
We start walking down the middle of the street, killing walkers along the way. I can actually walk normally now. The medicine that Patrick have me must have really helped. I hear a scream, and automatically sprint towards the scream. I reach a three way intersection, looking up and down the littered roads. I see a boy about my age being surrounded by walkers. I run over and stab as many as I can. Katie does the same thing. The boy stands up.
"Hi, thank you." He says.
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